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Jan 2022
he was a mean scrawny old man
anxiety
causing havoc
in every direction he stepped foot
making you to think of all the possible ways you could fall
when reaching for the stars
while his best friend overthinking
sat and thought of a million more
suffered a lot with anxiety the last couple of years , finally getting better enough to start writing about it
carla
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carla  F
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